Through the Eyes of a Marching Band

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Bright shadowed eyes, keen as the darkest night

Those the world may never be graced to know

It pains me that it could never be right

But today is the day we all must go.

 

I’m sad this dance lies less than succeeding

I hope one day you’ll come to understand

Although forever I’ll be believing

I must leave you to the beckoning land.

 

This now ever the most difficult part

Never such peace anytime, anywhere

It is not yet sweet as a frosted tart

There remains nothing left of me to care.

 

But it is not the choice of only me

Could we have reached where you want us to be?

 

 

Author's Note

This just happened to me one day. I was bothered by someone, and this is what came of it. Oh, and don't ask about the name, it just came along, and it worked for me.

Reviews

[Becky Clancy]

Wow :DDD That was a really good poem, I can't wait to see what your next poem will be ^^

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem had a lot of hidden story. I like the way you expressed thoughts and questions. Life lead us to many places. Sometime we know where we will land. Sometime we must hope for a good landing. I like the question at the end of this poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Everett DeValle]

Beautiful Poem...Deep emotions throughout your lines...you can only take so far, to realize, you must let go.

[Raya Avans]

I liked this actually.. I could feel sort of a struggle in here, nicely written. Well done :) looking forward to more of your work.

~ rae